David Adam Byrnes - The Jukebox, The Bottle, and Me Lyrics

There ain't a barstool I can sit on, just a table by the window set for two
And I can't bring myself to sit where once upon a time I sat with you
There's a couple on the dance floor, dancin' the way that we used to
Oh but me I've got my fingers wrapped around this glass of 90 proof

And A11's on the jukebox
And I start to feel the pain
I take another shot of whiskey
As I'm cryin' out your name
Yeah I keep on reachin' out for you
But your memory's all I see
But it's not you so tonight it's the jukebox, the bottle and me

I just stopped in here tonight
Cause around here there's nowhere else to go
And this new one-room apartment just don't even compare to our old home
There's a girl I met here lately and she keeps asking for a dance
But my mind won't lose the thought of you
And my heart won't take a chance

And A11's on the jukebox
And I start to feel the pain
I take another shot of whiskey
As I'm cryin' out your name
Yeah I keep on reachin' out for you
But your memory's all I see
But it's not you so tonight it's the jukebox, the bottle and me

Yeah
Yeah it's not you so tonight it's the jukebox, the bottle and me